[ As he's freed from the confines of his underwear, her tongue runs over her lips reflexively. Under normal circumstances, this is when she would tease him with her mouth, make him beg for her, but she has no patience for it now. Yanking the crotch of her panties aside, she sinks down on him so hard, the size and feel of him stretching her that fast knocks the wind out of her.
It isn't enough to slow her down, riding him at a breakneck pace. When she has enough air for words, they come in a rushed hiss. ]
[the sound marnie makes as she sinks down onto him with so little preamble is almost a shout. his hands fly to her hips, but he doesn't try to slow her or control the pace-- he just needs to hold onto something as she rides him into the mattress.]
[ Between gulps of air, there's a satisfied smile at his reaction and the returned words of affection. The rise and fall of her hips maintain a relentless tempo; she can feel her own pleasure mounting, but somehow it isn't enough— his hands on her spark a need for more skin on skin.
Meticulously manicured nails dig into his shoulders, just shy of drawing blood, in a less than polite grab for him. ]
[he sits up, wrapping his arms around her in a deaperate embrace-- enough to hinder her movements significantly, but she's still speared on his cock, still driving him wild.
then his embrace loosens, as he lets his hands covetously roam her body instead, though he's still nuzzling and panting against her shoulder.]
[well with that, one hand is dropping to fit between them and find her clit with a calloused thumb. his other is toying with a nipple, giving her the attention to her breasts she craves too. he can't deny her, like this.]
[ he knows her body so well, the reaction is instantaneous: taut and shivering, grinding into his thumb as she coasts on a wave of pleasure; a moan that reverberates against the walls ripped from her throat.
But her usual apology for coming first doesn't follow, and perhaps that's fine. He wants her to feel good, and she'll absolutely do the same for him. Cupping his face, she pulls him in for a kiss as she resumes riding him. ]
[marnie moans, strained and helpless as she quakes around him. he's always happy to help her come first-- his stamina isn't fair, and he wants her to feel as good as possible as much as possible. he doesn't want her holding back for him.
but he's bucking up into her the moment she starts moving again, kissing her with fierce hunger. she felt so good, coming on his cock, and he wants everything she'll give him.]
[ His stamina really isn't fair, and dangerous when paired with her conditioning. When every intimate touch feels like a turn on, no matter how unwanted or clumsy, the capable hands of a loved one, of someone who brings her so much joy, are an endless cycle of euphoria. She holds back by default, but she's commited to playing the beast today, and if he wants to be owned, then she will take with unfettered passion and give in equal measure.
The onslaught continues with tangling tongues, messy and stilted by gasps as she's wracked by his thrusts ]
[he stops working her clit, at least, for now. his hands instead drop to her hips so he can be even more steady in fucking up into her, moaning into her mouth, all of his focus on his pleasure and on her. there's no room for him to worry about being a monster, like this.]
[ Good, good. The only thing he needs to think about is getting pounded into the mattress. She impales herself on him, tight and even more slick, dripping.
She swallows each one of his moans, pants into his mouth, her hands a vice on him that won't ease up until she's drained him dry. ]
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Thanks.
[he's soooo hard and big in his underwear, needy for her.]
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It isn't enough to slow her down, riding him at a breakneck pace. When she has enough air for words, they come in a rushed hiss. ]
God, I love your cock. I love you...
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Yvette, Yvette, y'feel so-- Love you!
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Meticulously manicured nails dig into his shoulders, just shy of drawing blood, in a less than polite grab for him. ]
I wanna hold you.
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then his embrace loosens, as he lets his hands covetously roam her body instead, though he's still nuzzling and panting against her shoulder.]
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When she's able to move, she undoes her bra to give him more of herself to claim, clinging to his shoulders with just as much desperation. ]
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[kissing her shoulder, still with it enough not to leave marks, but just barely, hands flying up to touch her breasts.]
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With every shameless bounce in his lap, the heat and pressure inside her builds. ]
Randolph, I'm gonna come...
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[well with that, one hand is dropping to fit between them and find her clit with a calloused thumb. his other is toying with a nipple, giving her the attention to her breasts she craves too. he can't deny her, like this.]
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But her usual apology for coming first doesn't follow, and perhaps that's fine. He wants her to feel good, and she'll absolutely do the same for him. Cupping his face, she pulls him in for a kiss as she resumes riding him. ]
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but he's bucking up into her the moment she starts moving again, kissing her with fierce hunger. she felt so good, coming on his cock, and he wants everything she'll give him.]
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The onslaught continues with tangling tongues, messy and stilted by gasps as she's wracked by his thrusts ]
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She swallows each one of his moans, pants into his mouth, her hands a vice on him that won't ease up until she's drained him dry. ]